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Shearwater – Rooks

September 20, 2009 Indie Rock, Music, United States of America, World No Comments

It’s a year old or so, but for these past few days, I’ve had this song on repeat. It’s a melancholic track.
Quite enchanting. Great Voice. If I could sing, I’d have this song in my arsenal.

Lyrics:

When the rooks were laid in piles
by the sides of the road,
crashing into the aerials,
tangled in the laundry lines.
And, gathered in a field, they were burned
in a feathering pyre,
with their cold, black eyes.

When the swallows fell from the eaves,
and the gulls from the spires,
and starlings, in the millions,
would feed on the ground where they lie,
the ambulance men said,
“There’s nowhere to flee for your life,”
so we stayed inside,
and we’ll sleep until the world of man is paralyzed.”

Oh, the falconer awakes
to the sound of the bells.
Overhead, and southbound,
they’re leaving his life.
And each empty cage just rings
in his heart like a bell,
underneath these cold stars,
In this trembling light.
And he cries,
“Amen, let their kingdom come tonight.
Let this dream be realized.”

Link: Shearwater

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